Dear Rhino,

How silly of me hoping that you would share my feelings after we met. It’s been two weeks since we last saw each other and I can’t stop thinking of you. Silenced by the perfection of your body and your seductive rustic, perfectly done skin, I couldn’t tell you for how long I’ve been coveting you. Ever since I saw your roving presence overshadowing the already cute Nate Berkus’ office, I was forever enchanted by your charm. How naive of me. It didn’t occur to me that perhaps you would just be one regular mortal contaminated by the world’s greatest sin, greed. There goes my love, with your hunger for more. Always more. But for three thousand dollars am I hanging like this? Just not fair.

I’ll go away to a place where your beauty and reality will be surpassed.

images credit. Top via Google images, 2nd and 3rd via Oprah, 4th via Grey the blog and last via my kitchen.

7 thoughts on “Dear Rhino,

  1. The Wool Acorn

    Her name is Clara. And she is enchanting. As I floated around the website I stumbled upon the name Ted Muehling and realized I was in a danger zone. You see, Clara would fit right in with his egg-shaped knobs that I found in Boston at ER Butler. They were just the color I was looking for, and the shape was divine. I've been in there many times. I hesitantly asked the price… knowing it was one of those "if you have to ask…." moments. They weren't even sure, they just came in… guessing around $300-ish. For a knob. I need 27 knobs. So, ummm…. no. No to the knobs, and no to Clara. Even if she is divine!

  2. Squeak

    I, too, am so in love with Rhinoceros. But our love is destined to be unrequited since I, too, cannot afford $3000!

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